They allow their children to run 1 like a flock; their little ones dance about.
The mountains skipped like rams, the hills like lambs. 1
Why do you skip like rams, O mountains, like lambs, O hills?
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.
As the ark of the Lord’s covenant entered the City of David, Michal, Saul’s daughter, looked out the window. When she saw King David jumping and celebrating, she despised him. 1